Post 21: who’s talking at your funeral?
I feel like in life, we avoid talking about the future we all know is inevitable… that we aren’t on this earth forever. We only have a short amount of time here to do something to the best of our ability. What’s that going to be?
This might sound a little morbid, but I sometimes think about the speeches that would be said at funerals. Whether that be mine or a loved one, I wonder who would speak and what would be said. I don’t think about this for too long, because as you could probably imagine, it’s not the happiest of thoughts.
Where this stems from is I’ve wondered what people would remember about me. I know it wouldnt’t be what I was wearing the last time they saw me. It would probably be how I made them feel the last time we spoke or what they took from our last conversation. I know this, because I’ve felt it. I’ve been to a few funerals in my life time and what I take with me is who that person was and how they made me feel, not how much money they had in the bank nor how many followers they had on social media.
Today at church, coincidentally we were asked the same question I hadn’t been able to put into words. What do we want to be remembered for?
In a world full of people who want to be influencers, billionaires, and everything in between, I think we as a whole, forget that the money doesn’t come with us, nor does the fame, so what is your footprint going to be?
Through Christ, we are shown grace day in and day out. We are shown grace even when we don’t feel like we deserve it. But that’s the beautiful thing about our Father: He doesn’t knock points off every time we sin. He meets us where we are time and time again. Through every mistake we make, He is there. After every negative thought we have, He’s there again.
I’ve decided that rather than being known for my blog (lol) or what picture got the most likes on Instagram, I want to be remembered for my grace. I want to be remembered for being like our Father. What better way of leaving this world could there be? The mark that I want to leave is God’s grace.
“But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”